Solen sjunker mellan fjäll och is
Ur marken stiger en märklig dis
Oknytt vakna de skrida fram
Undan springa helige kristi lamm
Vinden stiga till storm så mäktig
Likt en orkan den sveper fram
undan springa helige kristi lamm
De skall minnas denna dag
De skall dömas av nattlig lag
Mäktig sång ljuda ur trollens läger
De sjunga lovord fördömdas seger
Blodet rinner klingan skiner blöt
Ur svärdet som givit jesu sista stöt
Blodet dryper snön färgas röd
Här firas månen och kristi eviga död
Kom igen mörkrets väsen, denna natt är evigt lång
Inatt vi fira, Inatt vi sjunga vår segersång!!!!!
[The trolls and goblins celebrate their victory over the tribe of Christ with a majestic feast and songs praising the moon. This night is eternal? Beasts of the night? This darkness will never end!]
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[Victory Chant]
The sun sets between mountains and ice
From the domain rises remarkable haze
Scent awakens them to stride towards
Away runs the holy christian lamb
Winds gather for the storm so powerful
Like a hurricane that sweeps towards
away runs the holy christian lamb
They shall remember this day
They shall judge of nocturnal law
Powerful song sounds from the camp of trolls
They sing to praise the condemned victory
Blood flows the soaked blade that shines
From the sword that gave Jesus the final thrust
Blood drips staining snow to red
Here celebrates moon and Christianity's everlasting death
Arrives the beasts of the darkness, this night is eternal
Tonight we celebrate, tonight we sing our victory chant!!!!!
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